Ailean hooked his ankles and spread Drake's legs before 43
inserting his knees between his legs and pulling them even further apart, making them fall over the outsides of Ailean's legs. A hard shaft bumped against his balls, before sliding along the underside of his own, and he gasped.
"What are you doing?" he whispered. With his legs splayed and lying on top of the man with his shaft pointing straight into the air, he'd never felt more exposed.
"Just taking care of you, my little mate," Ailean growled into his neck.
He felt sharp teeth scrape over his collar bone, sending tingles up and down his spine. The hand left his hip and gripped both their shafts in a tight fist. It felt similar to last night, except better, because now the other man's dick rubbed against his balls every time he moved. "Oh, Ailean," he groaned, pushing his butt down against the other man's pelvis.
"That's it, Drake," Ailean crooned. "Take what you need."
With one hand, Drake gripped the large arm around his chest and then used the other to reach back and grab Ailean's hip. He planted his feet on either side of the man's thighs and began to grind as hard as he could down onto Ailean's cock, gasping when it slid between his cheeks and the smooth flesh rubbed over his hole. Before he could assimilate the sensations, Ailean bucked up and down against him, sliding along his hole, balls, and shaft with each stroke.
Drake's head dropped back on Ailean's shoulder, his body instinctively pushing back against the other man. Heat blossomed through his abdomen, chest, and thighs. His balls pulled tight and tingles raced up and down his spine.
"Gonna … gonna … "
"Yes, little mate. Come for me."
The words whispered against the back of his neck sent 44
shivers of air across the hairs there. His body couldn't handle any more stimulation and an explosive orgasm wrenched through him. Wave after wave of cum exploded from his cock, landing on his abs and chest, as his body bucked spastically, and Drake opened his mouth in a silent scream.
The shuddering of the body beneath him a moment later told Drake that his lover had gotten off as well . Lover? Oh, wow! I have a lover! He smiled and sighed, as a fresh wave of happiness rolled over him.
"Mmmm." Ailean nuzzled his neck gently. "Very nice." He had no way to respond to that. He'd never woken with another before now, well, except for his brother when they were younger and Dagus had had nightmares.
"Just relax, little mate," the man holding him said as he shifted Drake off his chest and to the side. Ailean rolled over until he was draped over him and gazed down at him with a pleased look on his face. "There are so many things I'd like to teach you." His smile turned speculative. "And I have so many things to share with you."
Before he could think of a suitable way to respond, his stomach grumbled, reminding him that with all the excitement last night, he hadn't eaten since noon the day before. Ailean chuckled. "Let's enjoy a shower, and then we'll find something to eat."
"Okay," Drake whispered, finally finding his voice. He started to rise, but then it occurred to him that he was naked, and except for doctor visits, he'd never allowed anyone to see him naked before. Well, again except his brother, but he didn't count because he couldn't actually see him, right?
Ailean had no such hang-up. He rolled out of bed and crossed to his bag, pulling out a smaller case before turning to look at him. Drake sucked in a breath. It was no wonder the man wasn't shy! He had lickable bronze-covered abs, 45
nicely toned arms, muscular legs, and a sexy-fine smattering of chest hair that tapered down to a treasure trail extending to his half-hard dick. He realized the man didn't have a tan line on him, so it was either natural or the man sunbathed in the nude.
He finally managed to get his gaze to rise back to Ailean's face. He gasped at the heat and lust glowing in the bigger man's brown eyes. Ailean grinned. "You can't look at me like that and expect me not to act," he growled, prowling forward.
Drake squealed when Ailean ripped the blanket from his grip and picked him up in his arms. "Relax, my mate," the man laughed. "We'll just shower this morning. I'm hungry, too."
Ailean made sure the hall was empty, and seconds later, Drake found himself showering with a man other than his brother for the first time in his life. So many firsts with Ailean!
What else can I expect? It was a good thing he had mocha skin, otherwise the blush burning just under the surface would turn his face into a furnace. Fortunately, Ailean kept the shower quick and utilitarian, even with the occasional kiss as he cleaned him.
Ailean stepped out of the shower, grabbed a towel, and held it up for Drake. "Come on, baby," he encouraged.
Drake screwed up his courage and stepped out from behind the opaque glass. A pleased smile creased his lover's face. He knew Ailean must have realized his innocence last night. How could he not? So the fact that he'd managed to please the man, even a little, put a shy smile on Drake's face.
"Ah, now that is a gorgeous sight," Ailean murmured, pulling Drake's towel-wrapped form into his arms. Gently, he sealed their lips together. When Ailean's tongue slipped out and brushed against his lips, Drake happily opened for him. The man tasted of dark masculine flavors and 46
sensuality, if sensuality had a taste, Drake decided. Either way, he couldn't get enough.
He moaned softly, pressing his body against the other man and wrapping his arms around Ailean's neck. The friction against the soft towel combined with the kissing had his shaft quickly filling.
Ailean's hands gripped Drake's butt and squeezed gently.
The man plundered his mouth. There could be no other way to say it. The growl surprised him almost as much as the world spinning. Suddenly, Drake found himself sitting on the sink, the towel thrust aside, and Ailean settled between his legs.
"Oh, fuck, you are such a sexy little piece," Ailean groaned, pulling back for just a second to look down their bodies. "I can't get enough of your taste." The drops still clinging to Ailean plastered them together and provided a bit of slickness for their aligned dicks.
"Ailean," Drake moaned.
"Mmm, my name on your lips is the sweetest damn sound," he whispered against his lips. "I want to sink my cock into you, little mate. I want to feel you squeeze me. I'll fill you so full of my seed you'll know that you belong to me."
The man's possessive words and actions sent a wave of heady desire through Drake. Why the man wanted a skinny geek like him, he didn't know, but he planned to enjoy the handsome man for as long as possible. He didn't delude himself into thinking that the man could fall in love with him, but there was certainly plenty he could learn from him.
"Ah, you're thinking too much, sweetie," Ailean crooned.
"Don't worry. When I take you, I'll make certain you're more than ready."
Drake's gaze snapped to find Ailean staring at him with quiet compassion, and he realized he should have said 47
something. He lifted his hand to Ailean's face, tracing the man's features. "I look forward to it," he whispered.
Ailean smiled. "Good." He carefully wrapped the towel back around him. "Let's get dressed, and we'll head downstairs. I'm ready for breakfast," he murmured, pressing another quick kiss to Drake's lips.
He felt a bit disappointed, and Drake must have done something to alert the man, but he wasn't sure what. Ailean cupped his cheek and smiled. "Soon, my little mate," he promised.
That contact alone made Drake want to shiver. He forced the reaction back, instead nuzzling into the man's palm for a moment, impressed with how he could smell Ailean's skin, masculine and musky, even through the soap of the shower.
Breaking the contact, he slipped off the sink and peeked into the hall before heading into the bedroom. He glanced over his shoulder and said, "Come on. I'm starved, and I need to make certain Dagus made it downstairs all right." Thoughts of his brother made him blush. What if Dagus had heard them last night? He couldn't remember if they'd been quiet.
"Yes, I look forward to meeting your family. Is it just you and your brother?" Ailean asked.
He wants to meet my family? Why? We've just met. Keeping his focus on dressing, he replied, "No. I have a sister, Doriah, who lives in Denver." He saw the amusement light the man's eyes and blushed. "Yeah, my father had a thing for D names. I never understood it," he muttered. "Anyway, my mother is in a nursing home in Denver. She suffers from Alzheimer's." He paused, holding his shirt to his chest like a shield as he thought of his mother. It had been six months since he'd seen her between semesters, and she hadn't remembered him.